by Natavia
“Mind your business! That’s your problem you think you are my fucking momma! You need take your ratchet ass home to your husband and work on having some babies! Maybe, you can tell them lil rugrats what to do!”
“Boy, didn’t I tell you to watch your mouth in my fucking house?” She smacked him in the back of his head.
“I’m out!” Corey said getting up.
“Bye, Jody!” I called him because he still stayed at home with his momma when he could live with his girl.
“Ok, Evette! You just like her. Your man getting other bitches knocked up and shit, and your dumb ass still with the nigga!”
My mom gasped. “That was a low blow! Why would you say that to your sister? Why can’t y’all just get along?” she asked.
“She is a brat! She thinks she can say what she wants to me all the time and I’m posed’ to be quiet? It doesn’t work like that Ma! Every time she comes over she’s always popping slick and turning her nose up at me. She is no different than me! She thinks nobody knows about that broke ass Brooklyn Park nigga she fucking with! She stayed in me and Tee-Tee’s business when her marriage was a fraud! Walking around here screwing motherfucker’s like you’re not someone’s wife!”
“WHAT?” Ashaun asked.
I almost shitted a brick. Ashaun and Royal had just walked in when he caught the last bit of our conversation. I loved my husband, I really did, but sometimes that was not enough. Our relationship was dysfunctional, but no matter what I couldn’t let him go. That shit with his baby momma still bothered me. It made me feel insecure because I couldn’t carry children. I had miscarried five times, which Ashaun knew nothing about. He didn’t even know I couldn’t carry children. I didn’t want to give his hopes up, so I kept it a secret.
He cheated on me and got the bitch pregnant. She gave him something I could never give him. A complete stranger fucked my relationship up, but I was like every other female, I wouldn’t leave him because it would give that bitch the satisfaction. I still love him, but I fell out of love with him ever since he fucked me over. Call me selfish, but I called this shit life, I be damned if he played house with some other broad.
I had been seeing Jamal for a few months. I hadn’t had sex with him, but he gives me a peace of mind. Kejuan was the only guy I ever really loved and he was my first. He fucked me over when I was a teenager, then I dated Ashaun and he did the same shit to me. I been hurt twice and I be damned if it kept happening.
Ashaun
It took everything in me not to kill this bitch! Corey knew everything because he didn’t speak on shit he was not sure about. His shit was always legit. I even believed him when he told me Man-Man had that mess going on. I just didn’t want them to know I believed them because I loved my cousin like a brother. I was not mad at Corey because he knew what his sister was doing because his loyalty would always be with her. From the look on his face, I could tell that he didn’t mean for me to find out. He actually looked like he was in his feelings because she was busted.
“You bitch!” she screamed and charged into him. She hit him in his mouth splitting his lip.
Royal grabbed her. “Chill the fuck out! You are not gon’ be fighting your brother in front mama like that!” he yelled. Royal was heated. He loved his sister, but we all knew he had a sensitive spot for his baby brother.
“Naw, shorty don’t get mad at him, you fucked up! Remember that!” I turned towards the door to leave. All I wanted was to come over and get a plate because her ass couldn’t cook. I walked in and find out this broad had been cheating on me. She ran down the driveway after me. I hoped her ass fell in those high ass heels she had on.
She grabbed my arm. “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” I yelled shoving her back. I got in my whip and peeled off.
I walked into our home and went straight to the bar. My cousin betrayed me and now my wife. What type of game was this? Am I still being punished for cheating on her? I just ate this bitch’s pussy and fucked her raw only to find out she fucking with another dude. I threw my drink at the wall just thinking about it. She walked into the house minutes later.
“Baby, please listen!” she cried.
“I swear if you don’t get the fuck out of my face, I’m going to kill your ass! You dirty, trifling bitch! You out here acting like you’re Iyanla trying to fix people’s lives and shit, gossiping at your shop like you the queen bitch, and you can’t even keep your legs closed! Why aren’t you happy? I cook for your ass, run bath water, give you massages, trips, shopping sprees, everything! I come home every night before 1am. I haven’t fucked another bitch since I knocked Tyran up!
Overall, I am good to you! Bitches these days can’t even get a nigga that’s willing to do shit like this for his woman. You lucked up, but all I get is a disloyal bitch! That’s why I cheated on you the first fucking time! You don’t appreciate shit! I ask myself everyday why am I in love with you? I can’t even figure it out, you don’t cook, clean and you always bitchy. Only thing you are good for is fucking and sucking my dick. I swear if it wasn’t for those two things, I would’ve been left your ass!” I jacked her up against the wall.
“You can’t even give me a fucking baby! I saw those fertility papers under the seat of your car when I got it detailed. That was two weeks ago and you not even woman enough to tell me you can’t have kids. But it’s fuck me, huh? I don’t have feelings? It’s all about your stuck up ass! You still jealous another bitch gave me a son and you couldn’t? Get the fuck over it!” I shouted in her face. I knew those words hurt because she burst out crying. “Save those tears for your other nigga! I don’t give a shit about that! You ain’t nothing but a high-class whore!” I pushed her on the floor. “Get your ass up!” I pulled her up. “Where that nigga live at?”
“I do…” That’s all I heard before I smacked fire out of her ass.
“Bitch, I’m going to ask you one more time! Where does that motherfucker live?”
“In Brooklyn Park!” she sobbed yanking away from me.
“Take me to him!” I yanked her towards the door then tossed her the keys. She hurriedly got into the car. I had her shook because I never laid hands on her before. She lucky I just smacked her ass because the way I was feeling I wanted to beat her ass, but, I still loved her regardless of what I just said to her. I would kill a nigga before he took my wife away from me.
Once we arrived, I made her ass go straight to the door. “Ring the fucking doorbell! I can’t believe you fucking with a dude that live in this dump!” I screamed on her.
“Bitch, I know you better stop fucking yelling at me!” she finally screamed back. I knew it was coming because she would never just let me talk to her like that and not say nothing.
“Yo, if you don’t ring that bell, I’m going beat your ass then kill your nigga!”
After she rang it five times, he opened the door. I couldn’t believe this shit. I laughed even when shit wasn’t funny.
“Hey boo, remember when we were in Vegas and I told you I saw Gary aka Tataliscious in the lobby at the hotel hugged up with some dude? Well, here he is! Looks like you and Tataliscious fucking the same nigga!” I laughed, she threw up and I didn’t feel sorry for her one bit.
“Yo, you don’t know what the fuck you talking about!” He bucked up on me. This fool looked just like Omarion. I shoved her into the house. She fell against him and they both fell on the floor.
“I should kill your sweet ass! You fucking my girl and there is no telling what your ass got! If she gave me something from you, I’m going to gut your ass like a fish!”
“I didn’t fuck him! He only ate me out!” Jamie screamed.
I ignored her. “Yo, I want an honest answer! Did you fuck my wife? I cocked my gun and pointed it at him. He pissed himself.
“Come on man, I didn’t fuck your wife she’s telling the truth! I didn’t even know she was married! I swear man she wouldn’t let me hit. I only ate her out once and that’s it!” he cried.
“Jamie, do you love me?” I a
sked her.
“Yes baby, I do, I’m so sorry!” She cried.
“Do you love me enough to kill for me?” I asked her, she shook her head yes.
“This can all go away baby if you do me one favor,” I told her.
“What is it?” she snapped at me. I gave her the gun then told her to kill him.
The look on her face was priceless. “What the hell is wrong with you? How could you ask me to do some shit like this?”
“Do you think I want motherfuckers to know that you my wife was fucking a gay nigga? Niggas will start taking me as a joke! You either going to kill his ass or I’m going to leave both of y’all in here rotting! It’s your choice and you better choose it wisely. At this point, I don’t give a fuck one way or another. You are supposed to be loyal to me! You mean to tell me this nigga is that important to you that you can’t respect my wishes. I may as well just go and be with my son and his mother cause I swear this shit ain’t even for us anymore!” Tyran might have given me a son, but I would never leave my wife for that broad. I was just fucking with her head.
“Pleasseeee, don’t do this! You never fucking told me you were married!” he yelled at her. Technically, it wasn’t his fault, but that was my wife. She was married to one of the members of THE FAM. Loyalty was everything to us no matter what! I couldn’t have niggas thinking I was weak for this broad like that. If they knew how I really felt about my wife, they would use that against me. No one even knew that I had a son except for my family.
“Pull the fucking trigger!” I yelled at her.
She pulled the trigger. “Click…Click…Click.”
I laughed because I had both of their asses shook. I would never let my wife kill someone. That would send her bourgeois ass crazy, but I bet she learned her lesson because next time shit wasn’t going to be this easy. I took all the bullets out of the gun while she was driving. I whipped his ass. Instead, I somehow did have a heart. He should be thankful his ass was still breathing.
“Yo, if I hear anything about you telling people you was fucking with my wife, I will come back for you personally. I’m dead ass fucking serious! You don’t believe me just ask about, Ashaun!” I told him.
He looked at Jamie like he wanted to kill her himself. “Why the fuck you ain’t tell me Ashaun was your husband? You ready to get a nigga murked fa’ real! I swear I didn’t know you was married to someone affiliated with “The Fam,” he stated with blood dripping from his lips.
“The same reason why I didn’t know your ass was fucking niggas!” Jamie smartly responded back. I knew then that if she had killed him it would’ve been because of that.
“Jamie, bring your ass on!”
We rode home in complete silence. I had her nervous. For once, she wasn’t yapping off at the mouth. I’d invested too much of my time and energy to deal with this broad to just up and leave her. I love this girl too damn much and I would do anything for her. I was wrong for cheating on her. That changed her, even though she said she forgave me, I knew in my heart she never really would. At one point in time, she was in love with me, but now I think she just had love for me. I always thought that something was wrong with her. I nut in her every time we had sex and still no baby. I guess me having a kid on her really fucked her head up. How could I ask for loyalty when I had failed in giving it to her in return?
“Clean that shit up!” I told her referring to the glass I threw with liquor in it against the wall. She went and got a bucket of water and a mop. This was the first time I had ever seen her with cleaning supplies. She was used to me catering to her and spoiling her. That shit was dead now. She was going to earn my respect!
“From now on, your ass is coming straight home after work! No more bar hopping with Gary and Raja. I want a cooked meal every night during the week! I shouldn’t be cooking and ordering out all the damn time! Tell Edeth, our maid, she is no longer needed five days a week, you will clean twice during the week. Any problems?
She chuckled. “No, there isn’t any problems. I’m willing to compromise because I was wrong, but you will STOP telling me how much you do for me! You only do those things out of guilt. That’s why I don’t respect you! If you really loved me, you would do it from the heart! I feel like everything you do is to cover up the fact that you fucked up our trust system first! I was good to you and you just had to fuck another woman? You should be lucky I haven’t let another nigga taste the cat sooner! I’m going to let you have this one though, just remember you planted the seed and I just watered it!”
I walked out of her face because I was ready to slap the fuck out of her ass again. I also didn’t like when she was right. I do love her, but I didn’t start spoiling her until after I cheated. I went into one of the guestrooms to lay down. I cried like a bitch. I hated to admit it to myself, but I had finally lost her.
*****
“What’s up boy?” Cam hugged me when she came downstairs. I was over at Royal’s crib watching the game.
“What’s up with you? Where baby girl at?” I asked.
“Oh, she is with Koran for a few hours. You need to calm Royal down because he had a fit. You would have thought Parker was his real daughter,” she laughed.
“You know how that dude is with baby girl.” I sipped my Heineken. Royal walked into the room pissed off.
“I don’t trust that nigga with her. I don’t know why you would just leave her with him. She doesn’t even know him!” He fussed.
“That’s her father! He has every right to see his fucking child?” she snapped back at him.
“I don’t give a fuck! He hasn’t seen her in months. She is a year old now! He has never been alone with her before, not even when y’all was together. They are complete strangers to each other. You could have at least stuck around just to see how shit was going or you could’ve had him visit her until she got use to him. You don’t just drop your damn child off to someone because you feel like it. I’m helping you raise her, even though my sperm didn’t help make her. Take my fucking feelings into consideration, too!” he yelled.
This dude was wilding out on Cam. I thought he was ready to lay hands her, but I’d known him since the sandbox, he would never put his hands on a woman. As ruthless as he could be, he had a soft spot for women.
She sucked her teeth then rolled her eyes at him before she got ready to walk out of the room.
“You can be mad all you fucking want to! You better call that nigga and check on my baby girl! She might be scared as fuck right now!”
Camren walked out the room, but not before she rolled her eyes, sucked her teeth, and gave Royal a piece of her mind. She might have been quieter than Jamie, but her attitude was through the roof.
“I will call him when the fuck I’m good and ready! I don’t know who the fuck you think you is, but you don’t run me! I’m not one of your little corner niggas or your soldiers or whatever you call them. I don’t take orders too kindly, Royal! You want to sit down and talk about this? Cool, we can wait till your company leaves, but you are going to bring it down a notch!” She stated with her hands on her hips. Damn, she told that nigga off.
“Bye, Cam! Let me and my nigga chill in peace. We’ll talk later.” She walked out the room.
“Yo, she not getting no dick from me for a few weeks! That damn mouth is too much for me. Sometimes I feel like slapping her ass!” He sipped his beer. I kept quiet because if this nigga knew I slapped his sister he would kill my ass.
“On the real, I think Cam back fucking with her baby daddy. He calls all day and night. Texts her every damn minute. Then she has the nerve to be secretive about the shit.”
“Cam a good girl, I can’t see her doing that!” I told him. “But good girls go bad nigga! Don’t ever forget that!” I reminded him.
“So, where the fuck is Man-Man at? I still can’t believe that nigga!” he said.
“Man, I don’t know shit about that snake. He will resurface though and when he do it’s a wrap, cousin or no cousin! That nigga went against e
verything that we stand for!”
Royal nodded his head. “You know I murked that nigga Ace last night?” he asked then continued, “That nigga had the nerve to come to my strip club like shit was all gravy. He must have not known that Corey hipped us to what was going on. Either he didn’t know or he was testing my gangsta, but anyways I caught that nigga slipping, pissing in the alley. I slit his throat ear to ear, gave that nigga a smiley face. I don’t even know this nigga for him to act like he trying to help take over shit. Man-Man selling these niggas dreams and not telling them I’m like Freddy turning that shit into nightmares.”
“Yo, why the fuck you didn’t call me?” I asked.
“Man, your head was somewhere else dealing with my sis and I didn’t want to bother you because y’all really got to work that shit out. You know with Man-Man still running around, anything else is possible. I still can’t believe this nigga really think I owe him something. Times done changed and motherfuckers don’t just hand over shit! Leodonis put a hit out on his niggas a few years back because when he got locked up they started fucking up the operation. When your cousin got hemmed up, they started doing whatever they wanted not knowing they still had to pay Leodonis back for them keys.
They drew the attention of the FEDS and trap houses were getting robbed and busted. His supply was getting stolen. Leodonis was losing mad bread. Man-Man was the brain, and you know without the brain the body can’t function. Man-Man got out thinking he was still the nigga in charge. We cop our shit from Leodonis in cash, we ain’t on no consignment shit anymore, that’s our connect. Man-Man was working for him while we work for no one. We straight buy our shit up front and have to answer to no one in case some shit go down. Leodonis taught me that lesson. It was okay when we first started out, but after a while we had to do our own thing. That dumb nigga thought stealing from us was going to get us murked off, he don’t know we are responsible for our own shit. Only ones know we are is us two and I would like to keep it that way.”
I nodded my head in agreement. I did it because of the money, I liked nice shit, but Royal was true to the game. I think he cared less about the money at this point. Royal liked the power that came with it; he was the real kingpin. If I got killed today or, tomorrow shit would still be running smoothly. If something happened to him, this operation would go down. I would never admit it to no one else, but I was only in this for the bread, fuck power. I don’t care about nothing else. That was why I had no problem with Royal running things when we were supposed to be side by side. I knew this wasn’t really for me, but I wasn’t in love with the fast life.
